I can fish for anything

Chapter 220
On the highway to the provincial capital, the jeep was galloping, and the stereo in the car was playing Teresa Teng's Small Town Story. Jiang Zhihao held the steering wheel in one hand and the mobile phone in his right, and dialed Peng Ling's number.

Dingling, the phone rang for a long time but no one answered it. For some reason, Jiang Zhihao was upset for a while.

Instead of continuing to make calls, he threw the phone to the co-pilot and accelerated instantly.

Daoxiang Village.

Wu Chen howled outside the door at the top of his voice: "Brother Jiang, are you at home? I called you, why didn't you answer?"

No one responded, Wu Chen muttered: "Could it be that sister-in-law is not at home?"

Then he called Peng Ling again, but still no one answered, he pushed the door lightly, and found that it was open, Wu Chen walked in suspiciously: "Brother, sister-in-law, are you there?"

No one responded to him, Wu Chen looked around, the bedroom door was ajar, he opened the door in doubt, and found that there was no one inside.

Wu Chen felt something was wrong, if Jiang Zhihao and Peng Ling were not at home, why didn't they lock the door?

Seemingly smelling the smell of blood in the air, Wu Chen hurriedly checked every room, and when he got to the kitchen, he was dumbfounded when he saw the shocking scene.

Blood flowed like a river on the ground, and Peng Ling fell into a pool of blood, almost all of her body was stained red with blood, her complexion was pale, lifeless.

"sister in law!"

Wu Chen roared loudly like crazy, but Peng Ling seemed to be asleep, no matter how she shouted or how she shook, she didn't respond at all.

Only then did Wu Chen come to his senses, he quickly dialed the emergency number, and at the same time called Jiang Zhihao, but at this moment, Jiang Zhihao's cell phone was muted by him, and he placed it in the passenger's seat with the screen facing down.

"Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, what are you doing!" Wu Chen was so anxious that he was about to cry.

He also knew a little common sense of first aid. Although Peng Ling's wrist was no longer bleeding, Wu Chen still found a piece of cloth and wrapped it tightly near the heart.

Wu Chen found a blanket from the bedroom, wrapped it around Peng Ling, and carried her out of the door.

Uncle Qi just came back from the field with a hoe on his shoulder.

Saying hello to Wu Chen: "You kid, you don't work hard in the factory, and you come to your Brother Jiang's house to grab a meal! Hey, who are you hugging, is it your new girlfriend?"

Wu Chen almost cried: "Uncle Qi, my sister-in-law is dying, look at my sister-in-law, she is covered in blood."

"What did you say?"

Hearing this, Uncle Qi hurriedly threw his hoe and ran over, looking at the bloody Peng Ling in Wu Chen's arms, she was shocked: "Hey, what's going on here?"

"I don't know what's wrong with my sister-in-law. I called Brother Jiang, but he didn't answer."

"Call an ambulance!" Uncle Qi was also at a loss, and sat down on the ground.

Many villagers who heard the movement came one after another.

Tang Daxian stared at Peng Ling, who was covered in blood and pale, and shook his head, "It's really a beauty, this Peng Ling was caught by something dirty, her blood has been drained, and she can't survive."

"Fuck you! Get lost!" Hearing this, Wu Chen, who has always been gentle, kicked Tang Daxian into the ditch.

Not long after, the ambulance came, and Peng Ling was carried into the car by the medical staff. The doctor had already explained the situation to the doctor on the phone, so the doctor was prepared, and quickly gave Peng Ling a blood test, blood transfusion, and put an oxygen mask on her face. .

Wu Chen called Jiang Zhihao's cell phone over and over again...

The blood type has been tested. She belongs to type A blood, and it is possible to transfuse him with type A and type O. At the same time that the hospital contacted the blood bank, Peng Ling was pushed into the emergency room.

Wu Chen and Seventh Uncle were outside the emergency room, waiting anxiously. Trembling all over, Wu Chen took out a cigarette and put it near his mouth. Seeing the slogan prohibiting fireworks posted on the wall, he took the cigarette down again and held it in his hand. hands.

Uncle Seven anxiously paced back and forth: "Wu Chen, have you got through to Brother Jiang?"

"No."

Uncle Qi hit his head angrily: "Where did this kid go? Even if it's a young couple quarreling, they shouldn't not answer the phone!"

The blood from the blood bank had already been delivered. Looking at the medical staff coming in and out, both of them were afraid of hearing some bad news.

Finally, the red light above the door of the emergency room was pressed down, and then a doctor wearing glasses who appeared to be in his 50s came out.

"Doctor, doctor, how is my sister-in-law?" Wu Chen stepped forward and asked.

The doctor looked very tired, and he took off his mask: "We have treated the injured, but she lost a lot of blood, and the time for treatment was too late. You should prepare for the funeral, I am sorry."

In a word, Wu Chen and Qishu were stunned on the spot.

Wu Chen forcibly calmed down, and continued to call Jiang Zhihao.

This time, it finally got through.

At this time, Jiang Zhihao just got off the highway, picked up his phone and took a look, the dozens of missed calls were all from Wu Chen.

"Wu Chen, so many phone calls, is there something wrong?" Jiang Zhihao asked casually.

It's just that Wu Chen's words made Jiang Zhihao's mind go blank for a moment.

"Brother, sister-in-law, sister-in-law is dying."

"I can't do it anymore?" Jiang Zhihao slammed on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road, causing the car behind to yell at him, "What's going on?"

"Sister-in-law, she committed suicide by cutting her wrist. Now she is in the hospital. The doctor said that she had lost too much blood, and she was sent late. Come back soon!"

Wu Chen said quickly.

"I see, I'll go back right away!"

After speaking, Jiang Zhihao hung up the phone.

Jiang Zhihao didn't know why Peng Ling did this.

Along the way, the speed was so fast that it reached the limit. Jiang Zhihao took less than half an hour for the original one-hour journey.

Due to high-speed driving, even the Jeep with better performance, the whole body is still shaking.

But Jiang Zhihao couldn't control that much anymore.

Finally got to the hospital.

Wu Chen was already waiting for him at the door.

"What's going on?" Jiang Zhihao asked with a frown as soon as they met.

"I wanted to go to your house for dinner in the morning, but I yelled a few times at the door and no one answered, so I went in..." Wu Chen cried and said: "The doctor has given up on resuscitation, sister-in-law, sister-in-law is out of breath."

In a separate ward, Peng Ling lay quietly on the bed, her complexion turned from pale to blue, lifeless, no different from a dead person.

On the ground next to it was a blood-stained blanket.

Jiang Zhihao stood in a daze at the door, his mind was in chaos.

Suddenly, he turned around and punched the wall next to him.

The solid wall made of reinforced concrete actually cracked.

boom!
Another punch at the same position, and the wall collapsed.

And blood trickled down Jiang Zhihao's fingertips.

The exposed steel bar directly sliced ​​through the back of Jiang Zhihao's hand, his skin was ripped open and his bones were visible.

(End of this chapter)